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grabbed her breast, gently pinching the nipple. She rocked against my face, in time with the thrusts of my tongue.
“Fuck,” she breathed out as I started moving faster.
I slipped my tongue up to circle her clit and her back arched, a trembling breath escaping her lips. The sound drove me crazy. I slid a finger inside her, her body went rigid, and then shuddered. I sucked on her clit as I fucked her with my fingers.
“Oh God. Oh God.” Her hips were nearly vibrating as she edged closer to orgasm.
Harley grabbed her breasts and massaged them. Her mouth opened in a silent moan, her eyes half-lidded and staring at me while I worked her closer to climax. She looked so fucking sexy I had to bring a hand down and free my cock from my pants. I stroked myself hard and felt myself already getting close.
I went faster, flicking my tongue across her pussy, sliding my finger in and out of her. She was getting close. I could tell by the way she writhed beneath me that she was ready to explode. Like she wanted it, but was afraid of it. Afraid it would be too strong. That was exactly what I wanted. I wanted to blow her mind, to leave her spent and exhausted. I pressed my lips to her pussy and slammed my tongue into her. Each time I pulled it out, I slid it across her clit.
Harley clutched at the fabric of the couch, her head thrown back, her entire body quivering uncontrollably. She nearly screamed as she came. Her face was red, veins showing on her neck; her body bucked, and she pressed her hips into my face. Unable to control myself, I came just as she climaxed. I jerked myself off right there on the hardwood floor as she shivered and collapsed on the couch. Harley was spent and already nearly asleep. I sat back on my heels, breathing heavily.
Suddenly headlights shone through the window as a car pulled into the driveway. “Shit!”
As fast as I could, I pulled my shirt off, and used it to clean up my mess. I kicked Harley’s clothes under the couch out of sight and scooped her up, rushing up the stairs and into her room with her clinging to my body. The bedroom door swung shut behind us just as the front door opened. I chuckled, thinking how awkward
that would have been. Harley was already asleep in my arms as I gently set her down in her bed. She groaned quietly in her sleep as I tucked the covers around her. For a few seconds, I watched her sleep. Deep inside me, the bond with her deepened. All my life growing up, I’d watched mating bonds develop and grow. Seen the way men acted when it came to their mates—those protective instincts, the urge to always be near their mate, that unbridled
need. My heart fought to break free from my chest, and I knew, by some strange miracle, that she truly was my mate.
EIGHTEEN
HARLEY
“Mom…” Mariah started, “…can Jordyn and I go out to a movie and dinner tonight with some friends?”
They’d been home from school for only twenty minutes when she asked. Their first week had gone remarkably well. I’d truly been scared that they would hate the new school, but as always, my daughters surprised me. They’d really taken to the kids they’d met and were home a lot less than they had been over the summer. It filled me with joy that they weren’t miserable here. Plus, Tate had guys out watching them whenever they left the house. They were as safe as we could make it.
“Sure, that’s fine. What are you guys seeing?” I asked.
Mariah laughed. “No idea. The movie theater only has two screens, so there are only two options. They don’t even have a website. It’s like this town is stuck in the nineties or something.”
I didn’t like the way she made the nineties sound like it was as far away as the nineteen-forties. “I grew up in the nineties, Mariah.”
She looked at me like I’d said something obvious. “Right. That’s what I’m saying. Ancient.”
“Okay.” I laughed. “That’s it. No movie, no dinner, just hard labor for the next two years until you’re eighteen.”
“Yeah, yeah. I’m going to tell Jordyn we get to go,” Mariah said, jogging up the stairs.
I shook my head and walked over to the window. The familiar black sedan sat halfway down the street in the driveway of a vacant home. Who did Tate have watching out for us today?
Thinking of Tate sent a delicious shiver through my body. The things he’d done on Monday night with his fingers and mouth had been beyond anything I could imagine. He’d played my body like an instrument—a well-tuned and well-practiced instrument, no less. Every time I thought about it, I wondered when it would happen again. I was like a horny teenager, but I really didn’t care. It had been days, and I still found myself thinking back on that night several times a day.
Almost as though he heard my thoughts, his truck turned off the main road into our neighborhood. I’d known he was coming. He had an update on my car. It was supposed to have been done a few days ago, but some of the busted glass had gotten down into the driver’s side window and ruined the electric motor. They’d had a hard time getting the part in.
He got out of the truck and walked up the steps. Even though he’d pretty much been over here almost all the time since Sunday night, he still rang the bell or knocked each time he stopped by. True to habit, he rang the bell as soon as he got to the top of the stairs. Once I let him inside, he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.
“Hey, how’s it going?” he asked.
“Oh fine, my teenagers are being smart asses. Just another day. Did you hear about my car?”
He smiled. “Good news. They finally got that part in. It’ll be ready in a couple of hours. We can pick it up today. I have to go out of town for a few days for work, so I’m going to have some of the guys pick it up and drop it off.”
“You don’t have to do that. I’ll call Emily, she can take me out there.” Emily and I had met up a few times over the last week, and I knew she wouldn’t mind.
Tate frowned and pulled his phone out. “Okay, but I’m going to text you Steff and Blayne’s numbers. You can call them if you have any trouble. All right?”
“That’s fine, there shouldn’t be any issues.”
After texting me the numbers, he gave me a stern look. “I have to go pretty soon. I won’t be gone long, but while I’m away, make sure you set all the alarms anytime you guys are home. Remind the girls, too.”
It was cute how worried he was about us.
“Will do. Don’t fret about us.”
Then, as though he’d done it a million times, he stepped close to me. He slid one arm around my back, the other went to the back of my neck, and kissed me. Our tongues mingled and twisted around each other. I sank into him, my legs turning to jelly beneath me. I trembled as the memory of Monday night came back again. The way his mouth felt, his hands on my body.